Disclaimer: Not mine, not mine, never will be. None of the products or real places I name
are not mine either.
Author: Bayleigh Colby Ford
Rating:PG-13, For some minor cursing
Summary: When you love someone, what lengths are you willing to go make it work ?
A Mary Jane/Peter Parker story, with a hint of action and a sprinkle of drama.
Authors Note: Mary Jane does know that he is Spiderman, but realizes it on CH2 of my
story.
If is anyone wondering on the timeline. It was Mon, around 6 pm when CH1 starts and
ends at around 8. CH2 starts at 8 and, Mary Jane is doing the late shift from 9-12.
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Chapter 3 "Night Visit"
~~~~~~~~~~Mary Jane POV~~~~~~~~~~
The thing was Mary Jane was not a night person. She didn't understand people
who stayed up all night to party or do whatever and sleep all day. Since she
started her waitress job, she had completely avoided working them. She got caught,
and got home at about 12:30, finishing the 3 hour shift she was covering for another
waitress. She checked her messages, only one from Harry, telling her to call her
tommorow.
It was now 3 and she was no closer to sleep then she was 2 and a half hours ago.
Sleep was alluding her and she sitting on her couch, watching a informerical about
some miracle weight lose plan, only 3 easy payments of 19.99, and eating a piece
of strawberry cheese cake that her boss gave her, thinking only one thought.
Peter was Spiderman. Spiderman was Peter.
Peter Parker, former nerd and now hottie, was your Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman.
And, she reminded herself, she was the only one that knew. She knew she should feel
good about, but she wasn't.
She was mad.
Mad because this was why they couldn't be together. Mad at him for not trusting
her enough to tell her, mad because he didn't think she could protect herself.
Mad, Mad, Mad full of questions Peter would not answer.
It was raining outside. She heard it against her window pane, giving her a headache.
Rain had given her headaches ever since she was a kid and she hated rain,
no matter how needed it ever is.
She walked over too the window, looking at the lights, building and people
that made up the city and decided she was too tired to get caught up in the
drama that had suddenly became her life.
KNOCK KNOCK.
It scared her. She almost fell over from the sudden noise, from her window.
Window ? She turned and there he was.
~~~~~~~~~~~Peter POV~~~~~~~~~~
Stupid was all he could think. For coming to MJ'S apartment at 3am. Stupid.
He had feel guilty since he left her at the roof. He was doing his nightly
rounds of the city when he was inexplicably drawn to her apartment. He couldn't
stand knowing that she was that mad at her. He didn't think she would even be up.
He felt this need to check up on her to clear his mind of the worry he
had always felt lately when thinking of her.
And she was awake, looking him like he was a ghost. He was about to leave, but she had
opened the window saying, "Come in"
When he got in she had her back to her.
"Take off the mask."
"MJ-."
"Peter, for god's sake, I know it's you. I don't want to talk to you with
the mask on."
He did.
"Is it off ?."
"Yeah."
She turned and he was amazed by how beautiful she was. She was wearing pink
pajama pants and a white tank top, a robe tied loosely on her waist. She could
wear a sack and look like a million bucks.
"I'm sorry I----", he started to say, only to be cut off by her.
"I get why you didn't tell me."
"I wasn't trust, MJ. It wasn't because I didn't trust you."
"I know. I need a answer to a question."
They were inches apart now, moved by what seemed like air.
"Do you", her voice broke,"love me ?. I mean is this," waving at the
suit and mask wrapped in his hand "the only reason, why...
why we can't be-be together ?."
"MJ, It's-,"
She looked up, her eyes boring into his. She took a step back.
"No, no Peter. I want a answer. Damn it, Peter, I deserve it." Her voice was now
angry and desperately sad at the same time.
"I love you, you moron. I want to be with you. Tell me, right now, you
have no feeling's for me and I will leave you alone for the rest of your life. I deserve
to know. Look at me."
She took another step to him and lifted his chin with her soft hands.
"Tell me." And he couldn't. For all his want to protect her, he couldn't tell her
he didn't love her. Because if he did, he would lose her forever, and he couldn't.
Meeting her eyes he said "I do, so much."
So much.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Mary Jane POV~~~~~~~~~~~
So much. She knew it. They stand there for a indeterminable time. She had wrapped her
arms around him and was basking in the feeling of just being with him.
Suddenly he had unwrapped her.
"Whats wrong ?."
"Somethings happening. I have to go."
She had to do something, so she did the only thing she could think of.
She kissed him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Meanwhile, down in the darkness of the city, the same unremarkable man, and other
only this one was remarkable in the ugliness of his face. Facially scarred, this
man only know as John, never talked about past. Not accepted by friends or family, he
turned to crime and brutal killing with no remorse. Time had deaded his emotions and
heart.
"You have the cash ?.", he asked the man, for he had given no name.
"Yes, One million in unmarked bills." he slide it across the table, "Check it if you like"
It was real.
"Excellent. Here it is", John said, handing him a plain black cooler.
"Your sure it will work ?. Half the city, atleast ?.'
"If you place it right. I have to go. I have a 10 bus to catch."
"If this is fake in anyway, I will find you and torture you in ways you can't imagine"
John was not scared to often. But at that moment, he realized true evil, and it was
right in front of him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So, what do you all think ???
I do know that he goes bad in the comics, but I just am
getting stuck on writing him in my story as bad. Anyone see what I mean ?
Please read and review. Feedback always gets my juices flowing.
Coming up "Chapter 4 : Psych 101"
are not mine either.
Author: Bayleigh Colby Ford
Rating:PG-13, For some minor cursing
Summary: When you love someone, what lengths are you willing to go make it work ?
A Mary Jane/Peter Parker story, with a hint of action and a sprinkle of drama.
Authors Note: Mary Jane does know that he is Spiderman, but realizes it on CH2 of my
story.
If is anyone wondering on the timeline. It was Mon, around 6 pm when CH1 starts and
ends at around 8. CH2 starts at 8 and, Mary Jane is doing the late shift from 9-12.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 3 "Night Visit"
~~~~~~~~~~Mary Jane POV~~~~~~~~~~
The thing was Mary Jane was not a night person. She didn't understand people
who stayed up all night to party or do whatever and sleep all day. Since she
started her waitress job, she had completely avoided working them. She got caught,
and got home at about 12:30, finishing the 3 hour shift she was covering for another
waitress. She checked her messages, only one from Harry, telling her to call her
tommorow.
It was now 3 and she was no closer to sleep then she was 2 and a half hours ago.
Sleep was alluding her and she sitting on her couch, watching a informerical about
some miracle weight lose plan, only 3 easy payments of 19.99, and eating a piece
of strawberry cheese cake that her boss gave her, thinking only one thought.
Peter was Spiderman. Spiderman was Peter.
Peter Parker, former nerd and now hottie, was your Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman.
And, she reminded herself, she was the only one that knew. She knew she should feel
good about, but she wasn't.
She was mad.
Mad because this was why they couldn't be together. Mad at him for not trusting
her enough to tell her, mad because he didn't think she could protect herself.
Mad, Mad, Mad full of questions Peter would not answer.
It was raining outside. She heard it against her window pane, giving her a headache.
Rain had given her headaches ever since she was a kid and she hated rain,
no matter how needed it ever is.
She walked over too the window, looking at the lights, building and people
that made up the city and decided she was too tired to get caught up in the
drama that had suddenly became her life.
KNOCK KNOCK.
It scared her. She almost fell over from the sudden noise, from her window.
Window ? She turned and there he was.
~~~~~~~~~~~Peter POV~~~~~~~~~~
Stupid was all he could think. For coming to MJ'S apartment at 3am. Stupid.
He had feel guilty since he left her at the roof. He was doing his nightly
rounds of the city when he was inexplicably drawn to her apartment. He couldn't
stand knowing that she was that mad at her. He didn't think she would even be up.
He felt this need to check up on her to clear his mind of the worry he
had always felt lately when thinking of her.
And she was awake, looking him like he was a ghost. He was about to leave, but she had
opened the window saying, "Come in"
When he got in she had her back to her.
"Take off the mask."
"MJ-."
"Peter, for god's sake, I know it's you. I don't want to talk to you with
the mask on."
He did.
"Is it off ?."
"Yeah."
She turned and he was amazed by how beautiful she was. She was wearing pink
pajama pants and a white tank top, a robe tied loosely on her waist. She could
wear a sack and look like a million bucks.
"I'm sorry I----", he started to say, only to be cut off by her.
"I get why you didn't tell me."
"I wasn't trust, MJ. It wasn't because I didn't trust you."
"I know. I need a answer to a question."
They were inches apart now, moved by what seemed like air.
"Do you", her voice broke,"love me ?. I mean is this," waving at the
suit and mask wrapped in his hand "the only reason, why...
why we can't be-be together ?."
"MJ, It's-,"
She looked up, her eyes boring into his. She took a step back.
"No, no Peter. I want a answer. Damn it, Peter, I deserve it." Her voice was now
angry and desperately sad at the same time.
"I love you, you moron. I want to be with you. Tell me, right now, you
have no feeling's for me and I will leave you alone for the rest of your life. I deserve
to know. Look at me."
She took another step to him and lifted his chin with her soft hands.
"Tell me." And he couldn't. For all his want to protect her, he couldn't tell her
he didn't love her. Because if he did, he would lose her forever, and he couldn't.
Meeting her eyes he said "I do, so much."
So much.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Mary Jane POV~~~~~~~~~~~
So much. She knew it. They stand there for a indeterminable time. She had wrapped her
arms around him and was basking in the feeling of just being with him.
Suddenly he had unwrapped her.
"Whats wrong ?."
"Somethings happening. I have to go."
She had to do something, so she did the only thing she could think of.
She kissed him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Meanwhile, down in the darkness of the city, the same unremarkable man, and other
only this one was remarkable in the ugliness of his face. Facially scarred, this
man only know as John, never talked about past. Not accepted by friends or family, he
turned to crime and brutal killing with no remorse. Time had deaded his emotions and
heart.
"You have the cash ?.", he asked the man, for he had given no name.
"Yes, One million in unmarked bills." he slide it across the table, "Check it if you like"
It was real.
"Excellent. Here it is", John said, handing him a plain black cooler.
"Your sure it will work ?. Half the city, atleast ?.'
"If you place it right. I have to go. I have a 10 bus to catch."
"If this is fake in anyway, I will find you and torture you in ways you can't imagine"
John was not scared to often. But at that moment, he realized true evil, and it was
right in front of him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So, what do you all think ???
I do know that he goes bad in the comics, but I just am
getting stuck on writing him in my story as bad. Anyone see what I mean ?
Please read and review. Feedback always gets my juices flowing.
Coming up "Chapter 4 : Psych 101"